Lao Che - Godzina W

I'm driving in a tram for the war.
In a tram with interval: "Nur für Deutsche",
With a first-august-sweat on a temple.
WIth a cold of ,,Vis" barrel in a pantleg.
An axe, a hoe, a ball, a glass.
White-red my band - band for insurgent's arm.
Fear in a pocket, with eagle and tobacco in paper.
I'm not giving way, stepping into death, just like that - in a t-shirt.

Soldiers of Underground:
Oi!
Battalion ,,Zośka" Oi!
Oi!
Battalion ,,Pięść" Oi!
Oi!
Battalion ,,Miotła" Oi!
Oi!

And then you left, my sweet son, with black gun at night,
and felt the evil prickling in the minute of sound.
Before you fell, you crossed by your hand the earth,
Was it a real bullet, my son, or was it your heart that burst?
Burst!
Burst!
(Krzysztof Kamil Baczyński)

To arms! It's stunningly!

(gen. Władysław Sikorski)
,,We Poles have got an opinion of romantics.
We Poles have got an opinion of romantics."
,,The only charge for us - to heaven upwards.
The only order - cross above grave." (K.K.Baczyński),
The only charge for us - to heaven upwards.
The only order - cross above grave.

And then you left, my sweet son, with black gun at night,
and felt the evil prickling in the minute of sound.
Before you fell, you crossed by your hand the earth,
Was it a real bullet, my son, or was it your heart that burst?
Burst!
Burst!
Burst!
Burst!